Uncle Dick and Lisa's Old Time Animal Tales

So far as West Hammond, Ind., is concerned the war is still raging. The town is imperiled with asphyxiation in the stench of its own war fervor, hoping peace will be declared. Let Chief Nitz tell about it:
“When we got in to the war the government urged all patriotic citizens to raise hogs and provide food for our fighting men,” he said. West Hammond immediately turned itself into a pig pen. Back yards, front yards, alleys and streets were filled with hogs. If you didn’t have a pig or two you were viewed with suspicion.
“We’ve quit fighting, but our patriotic citizens keep on raising hogs. They won’t quit until congress officially declares peace. The town out smells Chicago’s stockyards now, and I shudder to think of what it will smell like when summer comes. Something had better be done in Washington or they’ll have to scratch West Hammond, Ind., off the map.”